[Lil' Fame]Check it out nowAll games aside, all lames asideI'm a rebel, with all games combinedAll things in lineI ain't heard of y'all, I'm from Murder MarchOne of the illest spitters with a verbal barkYo where your burners at?Fizzy Wo' will raise the heat like a thermostatDon't get the man vexed, you'll get scratched, prontoBill and Fame make magic like Premier and, Eddie Sancho(YO WHERE YOU BEEN KID?) I don't know, gettin ready for warParlayin with Ebony and KwaFoes wanna surround me with jealousy and warBut dem nah worry me, what you wan' bury me for?I'm tired of fools askin meif M.O.P. stand for "Monkeys On Parole"And how many copies did the first album"M.O.P.: To the Death" sold?And if "How About Some Hardcore" went gold?What up with these R&B cats nowadaysrockin doo-rags with braids (THEY FUCKED UP NOW)Singers wanna be gangsters, gangsters wanna be rappersBut Fizz is gonna be Famester, Famester's gonna be slapperI been doin this pahI done stuffed tissue in the top of a tapejust to record Marley Marl(IT'S THE FIRING SQUAD) Yo (JUMP) yo (JUMP)(FIRST FAMILY) For the two (OH) oh (OHHHHH)

[Billy Danze]Hey yo they stuck me in the line of fire, where everything is wildI made twenty dollars, and they callin it a mistrialNow I'm a suspect that play by his own rulesAnd most dudes can't fit in my shoesThe world needs to know it's only one William DanziniYou synthetic-ass niggaz can't see me (nope)You plexiglass-ass niggaz can't be meYou generic-ass nigga won't believe me(WE'VE BEEN TRAINED BY THE OLD CODE)Talk while you unload (???)I try to keep it tight, but I can't sleep at nightcause I hear voices, and I get the blinky lightsI'm still sufferin from alcohol abuseAnd any beef I ever had, I never called a truce(DAMN NIGGA YOU LOSE) I'm just meI'm sick of tellin you dudes, so (WHAT IT'S GON' BE)Who put them hammers to use now (M.O.P.)It's what the ghetto produce yo (FIRST FAMILY)I'm a predicate, you niggaz is delicateAll that bullshit you talkin is irrelevantI am devil sent (BROWNSVILLE)All the way live motherfucker on some rebel shitI make it tragic, when I rapdily (FIRE!!)(BUCK BUCK BUCK BUCK BUCK BUCK BUCK BUCK) BASTARD!

Chorus: M.O.P.

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